The General’s Little Peasant Wife

The two of them really thought about how to do it, who knew if no one was coming up, that desolate look, just a few leaves in front of the two of them.

“…” Jomo looked at the empty stage without a word, what else did he play?

Ishimatsu also grabbed his head with some embarrassment, which seemed a little confused.

“…” The Xiao family are also speechless, what is this all about, just two children, are these people like this?

When Xiao's family thought about what to do, Lingfu suddenly jumped across from Jomo.

Even though Jomo's eyes didn't have a redundant look on his face, his heart was laughing coldly. He hadn't even tried to get into trouble. He came to get him in trouble. Well, it's good, it's really good.

“Lingfu. ”

“Jomo. ”

After the two men introduced their names, Lingfu took the lead, and there was a feeling that the first one was strong and the second one was victimized.

Jomo slipped away from the attack of the Spirit, and soon he knew why the Spirit had come up, which was simply to test him.

Looks like those two spiritualists just now have told the spiritual father, so he wants to test himself.

Looking at the similarities between the two men, they completely inherited their appearance. Compared to him, they once seemed to have some femininity.

Lingfu looked at the child's incredible strange gesture, his eyes flashed darkly, this was not the person he remembered, his gesture, his habits, it was not like this at all, no matter how a person changed, he believed that his behavioral habits would not change, but the person in front of him was really an independent individual.

“Not really.” Lingfu whispered with a voice that only he could hear.

He missed his brother, no matter how bad they said his brother, even though it was now eight years apart, but he still didn't believe what they said, he didn't believe his brother was dead, his brother was such a brilliant, such a powerful man, how could he die because of that little thing? He doesn't believe it, not at all.

Jomo looked at the Spirit strangely, his eyes were really strange, disappointed, thoughtful, and some strange enough that he couldn't understand the way his thoughts flashed in his eyes, which made Jomo feel like he was trying to escape.

Finally, because Ling Fu's mind is not fighting at all, the natural winner is Jomo, but he is not happy at all, he has the illusion that he has been let go.

Jomo frowned tightly and wanted to beat him up.

Jomo, holding his breath, looked down at Ling Fu, his face was ugly, but on that delicate lower face, not only was it not frightening, but many people thought he was too cute.

At this time, a woman dressed in a slightly exposed position jumped onto the ring and looked at Jomo with a very picky look: "It's a little small, but it looks good. ”

Jomo looked at the woman in front of her, and the tingling fat smell on her made Jomo wrinkle his eyebrows with disgust and even cover his mouth and nose.

“Do you think you're beautiful with all that dirty stuff on you?” Jomo glanced at the woman and spoke coldly.

Women never met men who only complimented themselves on their beauty, and no one ever said they were ugly.

“You're dying. ”

Jomo's anger by the Spirit is so great that there is a woman who doesn't know how to live. Of course, he won't show mercy.

Ning Mengyao looked at Jomo Qiao weirdly on the stage and turned to look at Joe Tianjing: “Is Tianjing the woman who loves our son? ”

“Auntie, that woman is not a good person.” Zhao Mingxiang's voice rang in the ears of Mr. and Mrs. Ning Mengyao.

Ning Mengyao turned around and wondered when Zhao Mingxiang came to them: “Mingxiang, are you here? Who is this woman? ”

“This woman is also quite famous here. No one knows what her name is. Everyone calls her Magic Girl. She especially likes to have beautiful children, especially around the age of 10. ”